Embers
art by Trevor Cunnington
by Devin Wilson
We move like ghosts
through the house.
Glaciers glide past
each other in silence.
The low hum
of a submarine
in the distance.
The sound broken
makes. Cracks in black
ice echo across the life lake.
Wallpaper curling
we’ll never fix.
Someone should
empty the woodstove.
Take the bucket out back.
Be careful of the old canoe
and there’s a rusty wheelbarrow, too.
Pour it all out as gently as you can.
Devin Wilson is a poet based in coastal Maine. His poetry has appeared in or is forthcoming in Salt Hill Journal, Dunes Review, Humana Obscura and other literary journals. He studied at Kenyon College and American University and has worked as a journalist, magazine editor and marketing executive.
Trevor Cunnington, a multifaceted creator residing in Toronto, seamlessly
intertwines his roles as a writer, artist, and educator. His literary
journey has been marked by contributions to esteemed publications,
including “Vita Poetica”, “Poetry Lighthouse, BlazeVox”, and “God's Cruel
Joke“ where his evocative poems have found a home. Trevor's artistic vision extends beyond the written word, with his art gracing the pages of “Word For/Word, Marrow“ “Inlandia, “and “Cerasus.“
